This will make more sense if you read the earlier parts. Don't worry, they're fun, action packed, and build the tension. Read them first! Also, all characters are 18 years or older. Enjoy.
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"Everything happened so fast." Lakshmi sat across the table from Joyce. She cradled her hot mug of coffee between her hands. The warmth radiated through her fingers. Such a familiar sensation. Lakshmi hung onto familiar sensations now. New feelings had bombarded her lately, making the world more than a little alien.
It was Monday afternoon, around two in the afternoon. Joyce's kitchen smelled faintly of baking. Cookies, maybe. That was a familiar smell. Lakshmi tried to hold onto that.
"How are things with Raj?" Joyce watched her friend closely. Sitting there, in that moment, it was hard to tell last week had ever happened to poor, little Lakshmi. "Better, right? Lots of sex?" Lakshmi was such a pretty thing, with her dark eyes, soft, feminine features, flawless, brown skin, and wide smile.
"The first few days after I started with Sam were sorta wild with Raj." Lakshmi looked off into space, thinking. "But then Raj started avoiding me around bedtime, and making up excuses. I think I'm too much for him now."
"Oh, honey, I'm sorry." A small frown clouded Joyce's warm face. Her brow furrowed, sending a crease along her forehead.
"Well, I'm coping." Lakshmi lifted the mug and took a sip. She regarded her friend through wisps of rising steam. Joyce really was a beautiful woman. Lakshmi had never given it much thought, but after this past week, she was seeing things differently. Joyce's brown hair was so full and vibrant. Her skin wonderfully milky, with a dappling of freckles. And her body was ... was ... very womanly.
"What do you mean?" Joyce took a sip of her coffee. The smell mixed with the other kitchen smells in a rich, soothing way.
"Well, this is embracing, but after what you've seen ..." She kept her mug up near her eyes, a shield against the intimacy of the moment. "I bought a large cucumber at the grocery store, and I've ... been using it."
"Oh, my," Joyce said.
"After everyone else is asleep, I sneak into the hallway bathroom and use the cucumber on myself."
"I ... I ... oh, my gosh." Joyce didn't know what to say.
"I told you a secret." Lakshmi put the mug down and leaned on her elbows. She was aware this was exposing a good deal of cleavage to her friend. She had on a revealing white summer dress. "Now you tell me something. Why are you watching us? How can you watch your son ... do that to me?"
Joyce leaned back in her chair, she folded her arms over her blouse. "I guess, I just wanted to be there for you. You know?"
"That's crazy, Joyce." Lakshmi shook her head. "He's your son."
Joyce's shoulders stiffened. "I know it's unusual."
"What's really going on? What's happening to me?" Lakshmi leaned a little more forward, her dark eyes almost black and so fierce.
"Well ..." Joyce licked her lips. "You've always been ... um ... persuadable."
"That's not true."
"No, it is true." Joyce didn't like arguing with her friend, but it was true. "You tend to go with the flow. Remember the canoe trip? Or the softball team? Or heavens, pick any game night."
"Fine." Lakshmi sighed and leaned back in her seat. She wrapped her fingers around her mug again. "But that doesn't explain last week."
"Well, Sammy has a way about him." Joyce smiled to herself. "He's good at persuasion. And you're good at ... um ... listening. So ..." Joyce spread out her hands, palms up and shrugged her shoulders. "And you've been frustrated with Raj. So, I suppose it's only natural."
"I don't know, Joyce." Lakshmi stood and walked around the table. She held out her hand. "What about Sam's rock?"
"It might have ..." Joyce looked at her friend's outstretched hand. "Where are we going? Sammy won't be home for a while." Joyce cocked her head at her friend, confused.
"I know, but he asked me to do something for him." Lakshmi reached down, squeezed her friend's hand, and gently pulled her to her feet. Joyce's large breasts were now just below Lakshmi's eye level, the blouse she had on was loose, but it still couldn't hide her assets very well. Lakshmi took in an eyeful and then looked up into her friend's surprised eyes.
"When?"
"On Friday, when he was rearranging my insides. He whispered in my ear." Lakshmi reached up and grabbed two fistfuls of Joyce's blouse, just below the shoulders.
"What?" Joyce whispered.
"He wanted me to ..." Lakshmi pulled on her friend's shirt and brought Joyce's face down to hers, "... kiss you." Their lips met. The soft silky warmth of Joyce's mouth mixed with the earthy aroma of coffee was ... enthralling. She moved her mouth away. "And as you say ..." Lakshmi pulled her friends face down again and delicately licked at Joyce's top lip. "I am suggestable."
"No." Joyce looked down at her friend with frightened eyes. "I didn't mean -"
Lakshmi pressed their lips together and tenderly slipped her tongue into her friend's mouth. They kissed like that for several minutes, standing in the middle of the kitchen, lips locked.
Joyce pulled her face back. "We can't -" Lakshmi dragged her into another long kiss. After a minute, Joyce pulled away. "Lakshmi, the window. Someone could see."
Still holding two fistfuls of blouse, Lakshmi yanked her hands to the sides. Buttons flew throughout the kitchen and Joyce's blouse hung open. Joyce had on a very sensible, supportive bra.
"Lakshmi!" Joyce realized she had her hands on her friend's shoulders. As if they had a mind of their own, her hands snaked around and pressed themselves into Lakshmi's delicate back. She'd never touched a woman like this before.
"Sam asked me to." Lakshmi kissed Joyce on the neck. She kissed a little lower. A trail of soft, tender nuzzles and licks made their way down Joyce's chest and up onto the exposed part of her breasts. "You smell so good, Joyce. Like fresh cut flowers." Lakshmi's hands snuck inside the blouse and made their way to the bra strap on her back. With a quick manipulation, the bra snapped open. Lakshmi tugged at the sleeves of Joyce's blouse, pulled it off and dropped it to the floor.
Joyce sucked in her breath.
"It's okay." Lakshmi smiled up at her friend. Her teeth so white behind her dark lips. "You were always such a goody two-shoes, Joyce. Time to loosen up a little." She pulled the bra off Joyce and dropped it to the floor. Lakshmi looked down at those beautiful, tear-drop breasts. "My God, Joyce. I never really appreciated these before." She trailed her fingernails over the soft, pale skin, following the meandering blue veins just beneath the surface.
"We can't do this." Joyce stared at her friend's nimble fingers as they brushed along her breasts. She shivered.
Lakshmi lowered her lips to Joyce's right nipple. "So beautiful." She sucked it in and rolled her tongue. Her hand brushed its way down over the gentle curve of Joyce's belly. Lakshmi reached for the button on Joyce's jeans.
"Oooohhhhhhh." Joyce instinctively cradled Lakshmi's head with her right hand. With her left hand she guided Lakshmi away from her jeans. "We can't do this, Lakshmi. Oh, my gosh. We can't do this in my kitchen."
Lakshmi released her mouth from the nipple and gave Joyce's breast a playful, little slap. She watched the boob bounce. "Okay, upstairs then?" She pushed Joyce toward the stairs and gave her butt a slap.
"Oh." Joyce looked back at her friend in surprise. She covered her boobs with her right arm and hurried toward the stairs, eager to get away from any and all ground floor windows.
Lakshmi followed close behind.
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Sam got home from school sweaty. He'd run almost the whole way home. The women in his life were good for his cardio in more ways than one. He threw open the front door and looked for his mom and Mrs. Singh in the kitchen, living room, and backyard. Not finding them, he walked upstairs.
The door to his bedroom was closed. He stepped over to it, turned the handle, and slowly swung it open. He stepped inside and his jaw dropped.
Joyce sat on the bed completely topless, although she still had her jeans on. She was cooing and moaning. Lakshmi was naked, curled on the bed next to her. Her dark hair hung in Joyce's lap as she eagerly sucked on Joyce's left boob. Joyce held her head lovingly and ran her fingers through her black hair.
"Wow." Sam stood just inside the room, not sure what to do.
